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Chapter Ten. Paradise in the Jungle |
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The Oting girls, on the other hand, seem to be impervious even (91) to magic. One day I suggested to Chingai that since the fertility of crops, luck in the chase and even success on the war path could be secured by offerings and magical formulae, surely there must exist some magic to win the hearts of women. But Chingai considered this ridiculous. |
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"No, Sahib," he retorted, "there is no such magic; in love everything depends on the girl's whim. Even if a man sacrificed three hundred or four hundred buffaloes, it would be useless if the girl did not like him." And he laughed loudly at the thought of trying to beguile a girl with magic. |
